A Italian ring to it

     Oh my what wondrous art created. Scenery
displayed yet thousands of findings needed. Ah to
see the outcome of ringed puzzle. Truly how my
eyes would sparkle.

   I would, if I could, be overjoyed at physically
viewing finished piece. Still many things I want to say
but I cannot.

  Standing solo on outside hoping for a window to
peek through. Still just brick. So I hope, I pray one
day the door opens, surprising me with a welcoming
smile.

   Still so many have their blinds of life, drawn tight.
The washing of eyes only causes them to open not
yet alert.

   One day at a time. The silent prayers are opened
to Jehovah and his will takes place.

   Oh now, I pray hard for efforts of this evening
not to become an attack on any one person. Jehovah
I beg, I pray.

   So my dear friend pray with me to Jehovah for
your own requests and those who are bullied,
somewhat defenseless. Also of those persecuting
because of biased and ignorance.

   Please I ask of you to help me to see perhaps
all things do become good again.

   I would ask to see the finished puzzle one day.
A scenery that invokes a need for adventure, yet
so much relaxation. One vibrant color at a time.

   A painting, a puzzle whatever your choosen
medium all will be amazing for grand progress is
unveiled to many.

   I think it is about time, don't you?